Well, strictly speaking, the sleeping position of the two of them is quite beautiful and can be taken into some artistic photos. But the problem is, Mu Fengfeng swears with her 1.5 vision, she clearly saw something on her best friend.

His shirt was half-open, and there seemed to be some faintly exposed skin under the thin quilt. Jun Sutian's upper body, which was exposed outside the thin quilt, was even more naked. There were torn men's clothes on the floor of the dormitory.

Is this... considered catching someone in bed? This idiom suddenly flashed through Mu Fengfeng's mind, and then he realized that it seemed that this idiom was not quite appropriate.

In fact, she was so shocked that she didn't come back to her senses for a long time. It wasn't until Jun Sutian slowly opened his eyes and looked towards her that Mu Fengfeng suddenly realized that he seemed to be standing in the wrong place.

.

Jun Sutian's gaze was cold and indifferent, with an invisible pressure.

Mu Fengfeng was excited and bowed instinctively. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Jun Sutian raised his ten fingers and gently touched his lips.

Don't make a sound!

His eyes and actions clearly conveyed this message.

Mu Fengfeng understood and tiptoed out of the dormitory. When he was leaving the door, he saw Jun Sutian with his head lowered, as if he was looking at Yang Mo quietly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Mu Fengfeng gently closed the door, and only Jun Sutian and Yang Mo were left in the room.

Her long eyelashes lowered slightly, and he looked at the bruises on her skin and the bruises on her arms that he had scratched last night.

In some places, he even scratched the skin and blood oozed out. Over the course of one night, the oozing blood had solidified into a thin scab.

His fingers touched her arm very lightly. She must have been in pain yesterday, but she still hugged him when he was at his worst, and did not let go, but said to him

, she wants him!

The eyelashes of the sleeping person suddenly moved, and the sleepy eyes slowly opened. After blinking for a long time, the eyes were finally in focus.%&*";

Early in the morning, when she opened her eyes, she saw a clear and beautiful face facing her. Anyone would be in a daze, and Yang Mo was no exception. This face was very familiar to her.

Somewhat confused and confused, she raised her hand and tentatively touched the face in front of her. The outline of the face, eyebrows, eyes, lips... and then the memories from the early morning began to play back in her head.

Yang Mo's face became redder and redder, and suddenly, her fingers suddenly retracted as if they were dripping, "Jun Sutian?" she said hesitantly.

"Well, it's me." He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead, "Good morning, Mo."

"Good morning..." The memory of last night was so vivid now. She remembered that after she answered the word "good", his expression seemed to be crying with laughter, and his lips kissed almost every part of her body.

An inch of skin. When he buried his head in her shoulder, he kept murmuring, "Mo, call my name, I want to hear you call my name!"

"Sutian..." She whispered as he wished, and her sizzling voice was like the most fragrant wine to him, making every muscle in her body more eager to try.

However, when she thought he would really possess her, he did not do so. He just pressed on her body and asked her hoarsely, "So, do you love me?" When he asked this, the smile on his forehead

The veins are bulging, and on the pale face, there are

The crimson stained by passion and mottled blood stains on his lips were extraordinary, and his eyes, in the night, were like stars, bright and clear yet deep, with clear pupils printed with

Her face was confused and at a loss.

"I..." At that time, she didn't know how to answer. She liked him, and this kind of liking far exceeded ordinary liking. Therefore, she felt sorry for him, worried and anxious for him.

However, now that she is willing to give herself to him, does that mean she loves him? Too many things happened tonight, and Yang Mo didn't even have time to sort out his feelings.

However, her hesitation made him slowly close his eyes and endure the pain of wanting her. He could feel her body trembling slightly. She was actually afraid.

Not ready yet.

But even so, she still said, she—wanted him!

"Mo, I want you, but - I will wait until the day you fall in love with me." His voice said in her ear, and then she saw his own hand reaching down...

He moved, in front of her eyes. He presented his love, his desires, and everything about him frankly in front of her, but she just stared blankly, unable to blink as if she had been possessed by a poison.

I blinked and looked at him. At this moment, he was astonishingly beautiful, sultry and charming!

Then, she relaxed completely and fell asleep for some reason.

At this moment, Yang Mo's eyes almost didn't dare to look at Jun Sutian. As soon as he saw his face, his fingers, and the space between his legs... the memories of that scene in the early morning

, it will be more vivid.

He had almost torn off all the buttons of her shirt. At this moment, Yang Mo could only hold the front of her shirt with both hands, then climbed out of bed, quickly took out the clothes from the closet, and ran into the bathroom.

Her red face was clearly printed in the bathroom mirror.

Yang Mo gasped for breath. When she was facing Jun Sutian just now, she almost felt it was difficult to breathe. Taking off her wrinkled shirt, she looked at the bruises on her neck and chest - that

It's the hickey he left.

Touching the bruises with his fingers, Yang Mo felt that the places he had kissed were terribly hot.

He endured it in the end, preferring to solve the problem himself rather than possess her. He said that she must fall in love with him, but did she fall in love with him?

Yang Mo put on her clothes and skirt again, then tied up her pigtails, washed her face with cold water, and then walked out of the bathroom.

Jun Sutian was sitting in front of Yang Mo's desk at the moment, looking at the photos she had placed in the photo frame on the desk. When he heard the voice, he turned to look at her, "Come here." He said.

She followed his instructions and walked up to him.

He held her hand, curled up her cuffs with his slender fingers, and looked at the bright scratches on her wrists and forearms, which were scratched by him. "It hurts a lot," he said gently.

He murmured, lowered his head, and kissed the marks almost carefully.

His kiss was very light and gentle, with a heavy sense of care and guilt.

Yang Mo blushed and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt much." Compared to the pain he felt last night, her little pain was nothing at all. "What about you? Does your body still hurt?" she asked.

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